Hey mister, mister man
Sure things are getting out of hand

There are no more rooms
Left to fill the gloom
Caring is an heirloom
We can't afford to lose

Calm down
Calm down
Mister man

No more pointing fingers
Calm down
Oh, calm down

Hey madam, mademoiselle
Don't mean to sound like a sudden greyhound

Not saying I'm a saint
But the world has gone insane
Excuse is a luxury
We can't buy everyday

Calm down
Calm down
Mademoiselle

There's a place for anger
Not here
So calm down